Chapter 1341 - 435: Escalation of the Situation (Part 3)

Chapter 1341: Chapter 435: Escalation of the Situation (Part 3)

The Voice of the Horizon has truly obtained a massive amount of authentic public opinions for them. More and more people prefer to speak on this software that won’t be censored by companies. They recognize each other, engage in discussions, and break the information bubble.

The spark has already been ignited.

Though companies are also continuously using surveillance algorithms to apprehend exposed left-wing activists, the back-end data of the Voice of the Horizon are not in their hands. As long as they don’t directly reveal their appearance, there’s almost no possibility of being discovered.

Tactical Pig seemed somewhat amused by what he heard.

"This nuclear crisis buried during the Cold War in Cuba, why does it sound like it’s about to explode today, a hundred years later?"

"Then let it explode even bigger!"

Wildman said,

"The nuclear bomb we have must explode shockingly, shake the earth, and even make ghosts and gods weep!"

"Pick a good place, select a good time."

The Commander-in-Chief echoed.

"Then who shall we bomb?"

"You should ask where to bomb."

"Where to bomb?"

"Bomb on the road of bandit suppression!"

"Who are the bandits, who are the government troops?"

"Of course, we are the bandits, not only bandits, but red bandits~~"

"Ahem!"

Family Joy interrupted their duet.

"Let’s talk about this later. The infiltration effect of Wheelchair Sprint is good, I think we can maintain it. First, arrange the troops to launch an attack on Guines and coordinate with Wheelchair to prevent the Europeans from noticing."

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"Beta team has lost contact, their last location was in Guines!"

"What?!"

Olson felt like the sky was collapsing when he heard the news.

"What exactly happened? Is it a signal malfunction or interference? Isn’t Guines still in our hands?"

The place is far from the attack direction of the Horizon Mercenaries, at most, there are a few scattered soldiers, how could they have taken down Leonardo’s hovercar team?

"Contact the frontline immediately to find out what’s going on!"

Under Olson’s order, the technician quickly dialed the communication channel of the Guines defense forces.

Beep~~

Beep~~

After a few seconds, it finally got through.

But before seeing the person, a voice was heard.

"Who the hell is calling, are you dead? Calling at this time, didn’t you see I’m in a match? If I lose this match, it’s all your fault, you damn black iron, deserved to be stuck in your rank forever."

Then, Wheelchair’s face appeared on the screen, and upon seeing Olson, his attitude made a 180-degree change.

"Ohhhh!!! So it’s the Captain, sir! Oh dear, I was wondering who’s so competent to know about the Horizon Mercenaries’ attack on Guines so quickly."

"....."

Calm... calm... don’t stoop to this bumpkin’s level.

Olson coldly asked,

"Was Guines attacked? When did it happen?"

"Just now."

Wheelchair showed an attitude of smug merit reporting,

"They tried to bypass Guines for a sneak attack on the rear supply route, and I spotted them in time to thwart their plan."

"....Did you see a hovercar?"

Wheelchair nodded repeatedly,

"Hovercar? Yes, just now a hovercar tried to enter the city but they shot it down."

Damn it, why did it have to be now?

Though hope was slim, Olson still said,

"Immediately dispatch troops to rescue the hovercar team. They have an important mission and must not fail."

"What? This might be difficult, their offensive is fierce, I’d say there are at least a few hundred of them!"

As he spoke, he turned the camera to the front lines, where the artillery fire was deafening, and the battle was intense.

"...."

Driven by anxiety, Olson promised immediately,

"No matter what method you use, rescue that team, and I’ll grant you the equipment of a tank platoon!"

"Even at the cost of my life, I’ll save them!"

Wheelchair suddenly became indignant and, grabbing a rifle, turned and shouted to the frontline soldiers,

"Brothers! The moment to repay our party and country has arrived! Charge!!!"

Tat-tat-tat~~~

Then he disappeared from view.

"....."

How could it be so coincidental?

Olson was deeply troubled, why was it so coincidental, could there be a traitor in our army leaking battle plans?

Just as he pondered, another piece of intelligence arrived.

The European Fleet still on the way had launched the first wave of attack.

Chun Er fuel greatly increased the combat range and endurance of fighter jets. The fleet would still need a day and a half to arrive, but the fighter jets could reach the battlefield in less than half a day.

And missiles are even faster.

Three minutes ago, thirty ’Planck’ tactical ballistic missiles had already been launched, heading straight for Cuba.

The missile warning satellites of Tokyo University, New America, and Huang Ban each detected the launched missiles and simultaneously issued alerts. Among them, Huang Ban promptly relayed the information to Horizon Corporation.

The others, however, watched with a sense of amusement.

They knew an escalation in the war had occurred.

If it was merely a regional conflict before, it had now turned into a Europe versus Horizon Corporation war.

Players, upon receiving the news, immediately sounded the alarm, notifying Pig Bay to halt all projects and prepare for an underground assault.

At this time, the missiles had begun their descent.

The extensive air defense systems deployed at Pig Bay responded first.

Over a hundred anti-aircraft missiles ascended at Mach 4 to confront the descending ballistic missiles, but only thirteen were successfully intercepted, with the rest breaching the defense line, aiming at the supply airport and port respectively.

They were loaded with cluster anti-runway submunitions. These submunitions were not very explosive, at most blasting a two-meter diameter crater, but they targeted runways or permanent fortresses built from high-strength concrete, with devastating effects on exposed supplies and fighter jets.

Moreover, a hundred small craters are evidently easier to repair than one large one.

The submunitions struck the ground like a thunderstorm, with the flying debris exceeding the speed of sound.

Each Planck missile carried 60 submunitions, with a bombing radius of fifty meters, hitting a point every three hundred meters.

The precision of European missiles was frighteningly high.

This round of bombing nearly destroyed over sixty Marauders and two thousand meters of runway, with the recently repaired port also receiving a round of attention, and several unretracted tanks exploding on the spot.